MAN KISSER!!!!!!!!!

Spiderpunk Stimboard!!

unrequested, i like him alot :)

I LOVE YOU BLACK TRANSFEMS

I LOVE YOU BLACK INTERSEX PEOPLE

I LOVE YOU BLACK NON-BINARY PEOPLE

I LOVE YOU BLACK DISABLED PEOPLE

I LOVE YOU BLACK PEOPLE OF THE LGBTQIA+ COMMUNITY

PLEASE SURVIVE

even if it’s hard even if there are many racist fucks trying to prevent it

PLEASE THRIVE

even when the whites are trying to silence you

YOU MATTER

[PT: I love you Black transmascs

I love you Black transfems

I love you Black intersex people

I love you Black non-binary people

I love you Black disabled people

I love you Black people of the LGBTQ+ community

Please Survive

even if it's hard even if there are many racist fucks trying to prevent it

Please Thrive

even when the whites are trying to silence you

You Matter

so get fucking mad at those who beleive you don't

When I turned 17, we ordered a cake at the grocery store for my party, as we’d done many times before. If you wanted something written on the cake you’d write it into a section of the order form. We requested, very simply, “Happy Birthday Courtney”. When we went to pick it up the day of the party, this is what we got.

The bakery employees had absolutely no explanation for this. The order form, attached to the box, very clearly did not contain any of those extra names. Whomever had done the writing was no longer in, so there was no one to ask how this had happened. The fact that the name ‘Juan’ is misspelled bewilders me to this day. (I’ve never seen ‘Miley’ without the E, either, but it’s believable that someone might spell it that way.) Did this cake slip in from an alternate universe where I’m one quarter of a set of Hispanic quadruplets? Dyslexic Hispanic quadruplets, maybe?

This cake became the focal point of my party. At least two of my friends regularly called me ‘Courtney Mily Jaun Pablo’ for years to come. My siblings and I still reference it sometimes, eleven years later. It is probably the funniest thing ever to occur at any birthday celebration of my life, and may well remain so for the rest of my days.

No One Like You

now, it took us a while to realise it meant "(there is) no one like you". at first, we all parsed it as a botched "no one like(s) you"

Mock poster for a fake post-PHM cartoon

When they meyowl pathetically for more food, it's not because they're trying to "trick" you into feeding them again. They just want to be fed, and they're smart enough to notice the correlation between certain sounds they make and the responses they get from you.

They've figured out that if they want to communicate to you that they want more food, if they make those pathetic sounds, you're more likely to behave as if you've understood what they're trying to communicate.

When your cat waits for you to look away then yoinks food off of your plate, it's not because they love crime. It's because they're social colony creatures who instinctively share food with each other and they don't understand why you're not sharing the best foods with them.

Your cats are very intelligent, social creatures who see you as their Very Strange sibling.

They've learned how to make intricate sounds just to communicate with their humans. When the sounds they make elicit the responses they want, they learn that those sounds are the most effective way to communicate their desires.